Title: WhimAuthor: Arora-KaydBeta: Point-EaredpainDisclaimer: [insert witty rendition of 'I don't own them' here]Rating: PGSummary: It was like, two in the morning. I was sick. So you get spazzy!Vincent X3

"Vincent?"

"Yes, Chief?"

"What're you doing?"

"Sitting."

"On me?"

"Yup."

"While I'm trying to fly the ship."

"Uh-huh."

"Why?"

"Because you're comfortable." A pause.

"Are you drunk?" A head shake. "High? Suffer a blow to the head?"

"No."

"So... you just..."

"Felt like it."

"Felt like it," Cid echoed.

"Mm-hmm." A moment passed in silence, Vincent fiddling with a buckle, Cid more or less trapped. Then Vincent turned slightly, kissed Cid full on the mouth, got up and abruptly left the deck.

Cid remained in his chair, feeling more than a bit bewildered and blinked a few times. Out in the hall, Vincent smiled as he returned to his and Cid's quarters. Confusing people never gets old, Chaos intoned inside Vincent's head.